Talk:Wreck of the Clawkeel/@comment-25220117-20110809183347

''Riftrun also hears another snap...Staggering up, he looks to the other masts...And then the ship shakes terribly, timber groaning horribly...The fox, without another glance to Liegg, turns around and dives in, hoping in every way he could think of that he would hit water...And he did. The cold depths hit him like he had fallen into a tree, knocking the air from his lungs and pulling him down, promising a slow and terrible death...Death...What a word...Death...DEATH! The fox shakes himself back to reality at the thought of that single word, swimming out of the depths with the full force of a maddened dog-fox. Riftrun gasped for air as his head escaped the depths. He looked around...Now how was he supposed to ge-Then he saw it! The cook, a fat, greasy sea rat lounging around in the golden carriage of all Hope and Joy-The cook's longboat was packed with the most beautiful things he had ever lain eyes on-Food and more importantly-GROG! The drenched fox kicks himself back into action, swimming towards the longboat and the sea rat he wouldn't mind calling the God of Prosperity''